"On the nights that I slept over at my grandparent's house, my grandfather would climb into bed with me and tell me stories. My grandfather would tell me stories with his words and with his hands. " "I try to put into words what I knew about sex as a child. It didn’t really have a name to it. It was almost a living breathing thing – like a scary hungry dark shapeless monster." It is estimated that 1 out of 4 girls and 1 out of 6 boys have been sexually abused as a child. My story puts a face to those numbers. It is my hope that others like me will know that they are not alone. For every book that is sold, $1 will be donated to the Joyful Heart Foundation. http://www.joyfulheartfoundation.org
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Georgina Redding. Hush Now Baby
My Lantern
Secrets
Sunday Best
The Perfect Family
Piece By Piece
My Grandfather and Me
Hush Now Baby, Don’t Say A Word
The Three Degrees Of Madness
My Mother and Me
Mother Dearest
Echoes
Quiet Time
The Sky Is Falling
Courage
My Father’s Letter
Playmate, Come Out And Play With Me
In His Footsteps
My Education
My First Communion
No Voice
Not Their Sister’s Keeper
Time To Go
Waking Up
The Five Stages
Listen
My Shepherd
The Legacy
The Verdict
Little Steps
Thankfulness
Forgiveness
Just Me
The Next Chapter
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It is my hope that by journaling my thoughts and feelings that I will be able to have clarity on those days that I feel as if I will surely go mad.
There are the good days when I do well and then there are days like today when I feel as if I am wandering along the train tracks in the fog.
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We were the perfect family.
As young children, we were respectful, obedient, and most importantly, quiet. We kept our thoughts to ourselves. We rarely complained. This perfect façade was nurtured and maintained. We were the sweet little family that went to mass every Sunday morning. The boys clean and neat with their hair combed. The girls almost always wore sweet little dresses with little white gloves, and carried darling little purses. We would sit quietly during the service, standing and kneeling, when need be. After mass, we would go home and change our clothes. Perception was everything. We were the perfect family.
